Coffee Talk

lord knows i don't have any money

and i doubt i ever will

but if i did i'd throw diamonds at your feet

buy a house for you to sleep in

and plant rows of morning glories along the driveway

or maybe i could take you out for pancakes

to your favourite breakfast place

and we'd drink orange juice

and laugh and be hungover

get rambunctious spill our coffee

and take up space

i wanna buy your breakfast

wrap you up in a silver necklace

wanna be bored with you

do chores with you

cross swords with you

i wanna ask how your day's been

we can talk shit about our husbands

paint your toenails you paint mine

while we split a bottle of cheap-ass table wine

i'm happy cuz i know you speak my language

and i guess you always have

you see what i see

when i fret about absurdities

or focus on anomalies

that no one else would really understand

let's wax poetic and dish secrets

i know you've got a few

you bitch

don't lie to me

i know when you've been hiding things

i've learned to recognize that little twinkle in the corner of your eyes

can't think of a better way to spend my day

than talking smack and knocking back a few with you

but we've still got bills to pay

and these days you seem so far away

I'm so lucky to have sisters.

When my older sister got married, back in 2011, I didn't have any money. I still don't have any money, but I have a lot of credit cards. It's not the same thing at all, and much much worse, but I can buy presents when the situation calls for it. I couldn't really buy presents in 2010, not nice ones, so I wrote this song for my older sister as a wedding present. It is possible that she would have preferred a waffle iron, but here we are.

I'm lucky to have sisters, and I'm extra lucky that we are best friends. I live about three hours away from them, and these days we manage to see each other quite often because we all have cars (We are so faaaaaaaancy!!! No more Megabus for me!!! I will go there in my 2009 Mazda Tribute named Frank Grimes tysm!!!!) and our kids like to play together. Nothing makes me quite so delirious with joy as watching my kids play (nicely, boisterously, ferally, savagely) with their cousins. There are FIVE of them now! Soon to be six!!! But there is something less than perfect about visits. Visits are Special. You have to take time to Catch Up. It's not the same thing as being around each other all the damn time, steeped in the minutiae of each others' lives. And I kind of wish we had that. In the summers of 2020 and 2021, I was lucky enough to spend long, long, very long vacations at Willowbrae with my whole family. The circumstances that led to those long vacations were not ideal (first Covid-19 in 2020, then I needed help with summer childcare while I was recovering from a concussion in 2021) but we got back into that groove of being in each other's daily lives. We waxed poetic and dished secrets like those things were having a going out of business sale!

The spark for this song was my older sister, but really it's for both of them. And we don't drink wine or get hungover anymore, but we still get rambunctious and I always spill my coffee. Here's to both of them <3